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Date Posted: 13:54:29 06/10/02 Mon
Author: moondreamer
Subject: Instinct - Chapter 14 **Rated R** **Adult Graphic Sexual Situations***
In reply to: moondreamer 's message, "Instinct" on 11:51:56 05/22/02 Wed

Chapter 14

***This Chapter Rated R – semi-graphic sexual situations*** (Gee, I don’t know what happened. I was rereading “Revelation” by Spin and the next thing I know I was having (sweat-drenched) black silk visions again.)(Has Spin been at the altar again?)

When Luke reached Sara’s loft he stood outside the window for quiet moment. He opened his mind and let Ian sense his presence before he entered the kitchen. Setting the bag down he proceeded to fill and start the coffeemaker as he waited for Ian to leave Sara’s side.

“Good morning, brother.” Turning to face him, Luke flashed a appreciative smile at Ian. “How was your evening.”

“As if you need to ask.” Ian stretched slowly. “What brings you here so early?”

“Kenneth has demanded I bring him our lady. He did not enjoy the evening as we did.” With a sparkling grin at Ian, Luke continued. “He is angry and feeling his years.” Luke paused.. “The time could be upon us.”

Ian frowned. “I don’t know if I want Sara involved in this.”

Luke shrugged. “As you’ve told me before, that will be her choice.”

Ian nodded slowly. Thoughts flashed between him and Luke in what seemed like an instant. Verbal communication was definitely unnecessary between the two of them.

“I will shower, and then we will talk more.” Ian turned towards the bathroom. “Luke.” he smiled, “Why don’t you start us some breakfast? I am sure we will all be quite hungry this morning.

Luke waved his hand at Ian, a perfect imitation of Kenneth Irons. “Yes, yes. Go on.”

After Ian walked off Luke poured a cup of the fragrant coffee. “First, I will greet our fair Sara.” Taking the cup he walked towards the bed. He smiled openly at the sight of Sara, tousled beneath the covers, the pillow over her head. Dropping his coat on the floor, Luke placed the coffee on the chest that served as a nightstand and climbed onto the bed beside Sara. Thoughts of the pleasure-filled night swept through his mind and he laid a suddenly trembling hand upon the soft skin of her naked back.

***

Sara woke slowly. The sacred smell of coffee tickling her nose. She stretched, feeling every single muscle in her body. Talk about a workout! She smiled secretively. What Ian had lacked in experience he had made up for with enthusiasm, and endurance. He definitely had hidden depths. As the long night wore on his confidence had increased and he had become more and more bold. Taking control of their experiences and letting her relinquish control.

Keeping her eyes shut, really, it was far too much effort to open them; Sara arched her back. She smiled in anticipation as she felt the warmth and pressure of a rather large erection pressed firmly up against her. Sara wiggled against it in pleasure. Reaching a hand back she stroked the powerful hip of the man behind her.

“Good morning.” Sara murmured sleepily. “You’re dressed already?” She couldn’t keep the disappointment out of her voice as she felt the clothing covering that firm and muscular body.

Luke trembled beneath the touch of her hand. It was one thing to mentally share in the pleasure, quite another to actually feel Sara’s soft skin and be the recipient of her caresses. His senses were at a fever pitch as a result of the long sensual night. With an inarticulate growl he grasped her hips firmly in his tight grip and ground her softness against his erect flesh.

Sara smiled dreamily and stretched her hand down between her legs; feeling her body’s immediate response to his forcefulness. Luke reached down and covered her hand with his, moving both of them in a sweetly sensual rhythm. Soon he moved her hand aside and used one strong finger to tease her gently as he moved in and out of her wetness.

Sara sighed with pleasure and didn’t protest as he turned her over and covered her body with his. Without opening her eyes she willingly opened her mouth to his demanding kiss. It was a fierce and desperately hungry kiss. His tongue boldly seeking admittance and plundering her mouth. Sara could feel the lightening bolt of desire that traveled from the pit of her belly to the juncture between her legs. One of his hands sought hers and grasping her wrists firmly, pulled her hands over her head. Pinning her beneath the weight of his body and running his other hand down to twist the sensitized peaks of her breasts.

She didn’t attempt to prevent the sounds of pleasure that escaped her. Ian had been a very vocal lover and had enjoyed her being the same. It was quite exciting to know exactly how each sensual touch pleased and satisfied each other. Every growl he made caused her to shiver in excitement, and raised goose bumps of flesh on her body. She was more than happy to return the pleasure.

Sara freed one of her hands and began pulling his shirt out of his pants as he continued to kiss and nibble at the tender skin of her neck. She raised the hand up to gently stroke his face; and felt the soft, full curls of his beard.

“What the hell?” Sara opened her eyes and threw herself to the far side of the bed, clutching the sheets to her naked, aroused body. “Who…what…Jesus! What the hell are you doing in my bed?” She shouted at the intruder. She could feel her embarrassment coloring her cheeks a deep pink.

Luke lazily leaned back against the pillows. His chest heaved with passion brought so abruptly to a halt, and his eyes glittered with the savage lust he was feeling. Still he managed to drawl slowly. “Well, I had just brought you in a cup of coffee to say hello. Apparently, you thought I was…someone else. He is a lucky man to get such a warm welcome.”

“That’s not what I meant.” Sara shouted. “What the hell are you doing in my apartment?”

She looked frantically around for Ian. Had this one seen him? Had this replacement had caused Ian harm? Dammit, her gun was under the very pillow he reclined against. The Witchblade was glowing softly with the passionate feelings still aroused in Sara. No help there. She looked around for another weapon she could use against him. His erection was outlined boldly against the fly of his pants and against her will Sara’s eyes traveled down his body to it. She remembered all too well how wonderful that had felt against her.

The bathroom door opened and Ian stepped into the room; he was freshly showered and wearing only a towel. He took in the tense situation with a quick glance and looked disapprovingly at Luke.

“Luke.” He said warningly. “What have you been up to? I thought you were going to start breakfast?”

Sara verbally exploded; her shame and excitement too close to the surface to control. “Luke? Luke? Breakfast? You know him? You knew he was here? How long has he been here? Will someone tell me exactly what the hell is going on in my own house?”

Both men looked at her admiringly. Her strong emotions lending her a vivid beauty they could not fail to appreciate.

Luke was the first to speak. “With a final, lustful glance at Sara he shrugged his shoulders and rose gracefully from the bed. “I thought only to bring our fair Sara some coffee. My appearance took her by surprise.”

“Bringing me coffee?” Sara yelled at the two of them. “He was in my bed! Touching me!”

“And most pleasurable it was, my Lady.” Luke bowed slightly in her direction.

“Luke.” Ian spoke up quietly. “Why don’t you go and continue with breakfast. Sara and I need to talk.”

“As you wish my brother.” With a final appreciative glance at Sara he left the room with a bold swagger.

Sara took a deep breath and looked hard at Ian. “Start talking, then.”

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